We had two bags of grass, seventy-five pellets of mescaline, five sheets of high-powered blotter acid, a saltshaker half-full of cocaine, a whole galaxy of multi-colored uppers, downers, screamers, laughers... Also, a quart of tequila, a quart of rum, a case of beer, a pint of raw ether, and two dozen amyls. Not that we needed all that for the trip, but once you get into a serious drug collection, the tendency is to push it as far as you can. The only thing that really worried me was the ether. There is nothing in the world more helpless and irresponsible and depraved than a man in the depths of an ether binge, and I knew we'd get into that rotten stuff pretty soon.

Sorry, I forgot another one:

As your attorney I advise you to drive at top speed and it'll be a Goddamn miricle if we get there before you turn into some kind of fucking wild animal. Are you ready for that? Checking into a Las Vegas hotel under a phoney name with the intent to commit capital fraud on a head full of acid? I certainly hope so...

We were somewhere around Barstow on the edge of the desert, when the drugs began to take hold... And suddenly there was a terrible roar all around us and the sky was full of what looked like huge bats, all swooping and screeching and diving around the car, which was going about a hundred miles an hour with the top down to Las Vegas.

Wear some golf shoes, otherwise we'll never get out of this place alive. Impossible to walk in this muck.

while there are probably too many to list...a recent one of mine was in "Live and Let Die" when James Bond offers the cab driver an extra $20 dollars and the brotha' cab driver says "for $20 extra dollars, I'll take you to a KKK cookout".....

Quoting Jacobin777 (Reply 5):while there are probably too many to list...a recent one of mine was in "Live and Let Die" when James Bond offers the cab driver an extra $20 dollars and the brotha' cab driver says "for $20 extra dollars, I'll take you to a KKK cookout".....

You won't believe it but I saw "Live and Let Die" just an hour or so ago on the German TV station ARD, definitely one of the best Bond movies ever!

Quote:We're dicks! We're reckless, arrogant, stupid dicks. And the Film Actors Guild are pussies. And Kim Jong Il is an asshole. Pussies don't like dicks, because pussies get f**ked by dicks. But dicks also fuck assholes: assholes that just want to shit on everything. Pussies may think they can deal with assholes their way. But the only thing that can f*ck an asshole is a dick, with some balls. The problem with dicks is: they f*ck too much or f*ck when it isn't appropriate - and it takes a pussy to show them that. But sometimes, pussies can be so full of shit that they become assholes themselves... because pussies are an inch and half away from ass holes. I don't know much about this crazy, crazy world, but I do know this: If you don't let us fuck this asshole, we're going to have our dicks and pussies all covered in sh!t!

Gunnery Sergeant Hartman: Are you quitting on me? Well, are you? Then quit, you slimy fucking walrus-looking piece of shit. Get the fuck off of my obstacle. Get the fuck down off of my obstacle. Now. Move it. I'm going to rip your balls off, so you cannot contaminate the rest of the world. I will motivate you, Private Pyle, if it short-dicks every cannibal on the Congo.

Gunnery Sergeant Hartman: You little scumbag! I got your name, I got your ass! You will not laugh, you will not cry, you will learn by the numbers, I will teach you! Now get up off your face! Pvt. Joker you better unfuck(classic word usage!!!) yourself before I unscrew your head and shit down your neck!

From Heartbreak Ridge, Gunnery Sergeant Thomas Highway:Be advised, I'm mean nasty and tired. I eat concertina wire and piss napalm and I could a round through a fleas ass at 300 yards. So why don't you hump somebody else's leg mutt-face before I push yours in.

You're dead marine, you just got your legs blown off and we'll hafta send out a search party for your testicles. Where's your cover?They indicate Profile who waves to themWhat the hell are ya doin' back there? Without any cover fire I'll get my ass shot off! While the rest of you are pumpin' the neighbors dog we'll get every swinging dick in this platoon killed!

Ed Rooney - "What is so dangerous about a character like Ferris Bueller is he gives good kids bad ideas, last thing I need at this point in my career is 1500 Ferris Bueller disciples running around these halls. He jeopardizes my ability to effectively govern this student body.

Grace - "Well, makes you look like an ass is what he Does Ed."

Ed Rooney - "Thank you Grace, I think you're wrong."

Grace - "Oh well he is very popular Ed. The Sportos, Motorheads, Geeks, Sluts, Bloods, Wasteoids, Dweebies, Dickheads, they all adore him! They think he is a righteous dude!

Personally, Veda's convinced me that alligators have the right idea. They eat their young Eve Arden "Mildred Pierce

With this money I can get away from you. From you and your chickens and your pies and your kitchens and everything that smells of grease. I can get away from this shack with its cheap furniture. And this town and its dollar days, and its women that wear uniforms and its men that wear overalls.

You think just because you made a little money you can get a new hairdo and some expensive clothes and turn yourself into a lady. But you can't, because you'll never be anything but a common frump whose father lived over a grocery store and whose mother took in washing.

Anne Blythe "Mildred Pierce"

I'm not crazy, M'Lynn, I've just been in a very bad mood for 40 years! Shirley MacLaine, "Steel Magnolias"

"I killed myself and went to heaven and yeah, it's really good in heaven. But I regret it, 'cause I wanted to live on earth a little longer. You remain dead for all eternity, but you're alive only for a brief moment." - Lilja 4-Ever

Dr. Rumack: Captain, how soon can you land?
Capt. Clarence Oveur: I can't tell.
Dr. Rumack: You can tell me, I'm a doctor.
Capt. Clarence Oveur: No, I mean, I'm just not sure.
Dr. Rumack: Well, can't you take a guess?
Capt. Clarence Oveur: Well, not for another two hours.
Dr. Rumack: You can't take a guess "for another two hours"?
Capt. Clarence Oveur: No, no, no, I mean we can't land for another two hours.

Controller: I know but this guy has no flying experience at all. He's a menace to himself and everything else in the air... yes, birds too.

[Elwood Blues Jake Blues has a fight over the police car Elwood Blues got after he traded away the original bluesmobile for a microphone]
Elwood: You don't like it?
Jake: No I don't like it...
[Elwood Blues floors the pedal and jumps over an open drawbridge]
Jake: Of course it's got a lot of pickup...
Elwood: It's got a cop motor, a 440 cubic inch plant, it's got cop tires, cop suspensions, cop shocks. It's a model made before catalytic converters so it'll run good on regular gas. What do you say, is it the new Bluesmobile or what?
[a brief thinking pause while Jake Blues lights a cigarette]
Jake: Fix the cigarette lighter.

Dark Helmet: Who made that man a gunner?
Forgot his name: I did sir, he's my cousin!DH: Who is he?
Colonial Sandurz: He's an asshole, sir.DH: I know that, what is his name?CS: That is his name sir, Asshole, Major Asshole.DH: And his cousin?CS: He is an Asshole too sir, Gunner's mate, first class, Phillip Asshole!DH: How many Assholes are on this ship anyhow?
Crew: Yo!DH: I knew it! I'm surrounded by assholes! Well, keep firing Assholes!

--spaceballs (did it from memory, sorry if i got it a bit wrong, though i did watch the movie like a thousand times when it first came on HBO).

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